Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

"Then you go," the teacher nodded, then patted Shimizu Misaki on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Student Shimizu, you need to exercise more. Young people can't be so poor in physical fitness. It's outrageous to be sick."

"Understood." Shimizu Sakiren responded, turned around and unconsciously met the burning gaze of Aoi Ayase, who was unclear about what was happening in the crowd, and was somewhat persistent.

But she didn't stay there for too long, instead she left the gymnasium directly, walked through the Scarlet Cherry Alley, the sculpture fountain in the center of the campus, and came to the door of the infirmary.

The door of the infirmary was ajar, and someone could vaguely hear someone talking in a low voice.

At times like this, most people would stand aside and eavesdrop, because eavesdropping on other people's gossip is an instinct of human nature.

Shimizu Misaki is no exception.

She stood outside the door and put her ears on it, quietly eavesdropping on other people's secrets.

The deep female voice said softly: "Remember to eat after meals, otherwise it will be very harmful to the stomach."

"Understood, thank you, Teacher Sakura."

What answered her was a bright and crisp girlish voice, but Shimizu Sakiren felt it was inexplicably familiar.

It seems to be someone very close to him.

The deep female voice continued to exhort: "By the way, you can only eat one pill a day at most, and you can't eat too much."

"Sakura-sensei, then my hand..."

She was interrupted by a deep female voice, which gradually rose in tone until it finally became a stern warning,

"You can't train endlessly like this anymore. Go to the National University Affiliated Hospital for treatment immediately after the trials. You can't delay any longer—if you still want to continue swinging your sword."

Hearing the word "wielding a sword", Shimizu Sakiren shuddered suddenly, and suddenly came to his senses.

The familiar voice gradually matches the person in memory, isn't the hearty girlish voice...my childhood sweetheart, Saori Tianhai?

She leaned over and saw through the half-open door that the girl with her back to the door had a high flowing white ponytail and was wearing a gymnastics uniform distributed by the school.

Obviously, it was Saori...

What happened to her hand?What medicine is she taking?

Shimizu Sakiren took two steps back, leaning her back against the wall, her slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, her sea blue eyes diffused and she fell into deep thought.

Incidents that did not conform to the original plot happened again.

Is this why Fujiwara Yuki said that Saori is not that simple?or something else?

She is aware of the flaws in her personality that are bound by the label of perfection.

What if something else...

The table legs were forced to drag on the floor and made a harsh sound of "哱吱——!"

No, Saori is coming out.

Thanks to the strenuous exercise he had just gone through, Shimizu Sakiren's face was still bloodless and extremely soft looking pale.

This will be a good camouflage.

Shimizu Sakiren hurriedly pretended to be sick and weak as she hurried to the infirmary, and ran into the serious-looking Amami Saori head-on.

She had already practiced good acting skills in the previous ending line, and she can catch it now.

"Eh?" Shimizu Sakiren covered her mouth, with a little surprise of meeting a close friend, she asked with some joy, "Saori, why are you here?"

Tianhai Sazhi was also a little taken aback, unconsciously putting away the plastic bag behind her back.

The serious emotions on her face were swept away, and she put on a bright and sunny smile. She explained softly: "Well, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach just now, but it's much better now."

Carefully disguised, for fear that Shimizu Sakiren would find something unusual.

It's just that Amami Saori felt that this didn't seem natural enough, so she looked at Sakuren's pale face and asked anxiously and worriedly:

"Why did you come to the infirmary, Misaki, is it because your asthma has relapsed?"

Shimizu Sakiren quickly waved her hands, "No, I'm just tired from running in physical education class, so come here to rest for a while."

"That's good, do you want me to stay with you in the infirmary for a while?"

"No need, it's Saori you. If you're not feeling well, come to the infirmary. Next time, if something happens, just tell me. I will always be with you."

Shimizu Sakiren said and patted Amami Saori on the shoulder, her body stiffened with extreme sensitivity like a fully drawn bowstring.

The expression on his face was relieved when he heard the phrase "no need".

If the plastic bag containing the medicine in her hand hadn't been quietly hidden behind her back, Shimizu Sakiren would really have thought that Amami Saori was worried about herself.

Tianhai Saori didn't want to let herself know that she was taking medicine.

"Aren't you in physical education class? It's okay. My body is much stronger than yours."

Tianhai Saori patted his chest, and eagerly said the reason for running away,

"That Saki loves you... Since I don't need to accompany you, I'll go to training first."

Not wanting to act hastily, Shimizu Sakiren didn't ask her to ask for clarification, but nodded in response and said, "Go, goodbye.", and then walked into the infirmary.

The infirmary was quiet, there were only three beds separated by white gauze curtains.

Mr. Sakura, whom Yuki Fujiwara spoke of, was sitting at the consultation table, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, wearing a simple and elegant doctor's white coat, with his hair neatly coiled up, exuding a mature and reassuring feeling special charm.

She lowered her eyes and flipped through the medical records with a pen in one hand, as if she was thinking about something.

Maybe we can start with the teacher to see if there is any news about Tianhai Saori.

Seeing Shimizu Sakiren pushing the door and entering, she raised her head and asked, "What's the matter, classmate?"

"Teacher, I'm not feeling well, come here and take a rest."

"Then go to the bed over there and rest for a while, and tell the teacher if you have anything to do." She pointed to the hospital bed next to her, and then continued to look down.

"it is good."

Shimizu Sakiren climbed onto the hospital bed, and then pretended to ask with concern: "Teacher, my friend Saori seems to have come just now. Is there something wrong with her? I'm so worried."

The nib spinning in Teacher Sakura's hand suddenly stopped, she raised her head to look at Saki Koi Shimizu, the golden frame mirror reflected the bright light, and said in a slightly surprised tone:

"Didn't she tell you?"

"No."

Shimizu Sakiren took off her shoes and sat on the bed in a half-duck way.

Teacher Sakura put down the medical records, with a secretive look, "I'm sorry, classmate, if you want to know, let her tell you herself, the teacher can't reveal the patient's privacy."

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Teacher Sakura's words have clearly rejected him.

But she should abide by the professional ethics of doctors and teachers.

So Shimizu Sakiren didn't want to ask any more questions, just lying on the hospital bed thinking about the status quo, waiting for the passage of time.

Tianhai Saori's personality is like this, burning herself like an immortal sun to warm others, and never showing bad emotions.

It's not time to solve her problem, and I don't have enough information, so I need to pay close attention to it for a while.

It would be best to go to the Kendo club to find out about the situation.

As for Fujiwara Yuki who is going to face next, it is indeed a trouble.

Inexplicably, the sense of surrender and master-servant games that can't bring up the sense of resistance...

I don't know what she will do to herself after the first appearance of the Shaking s attribute. At present, I can only make a mistake and do it first.

Although it is my own arrogance that caused the current predicament, it does not mean that there is no chance of reversal.

Family factors are the key to Yuki Fujiwara.

Becoming her maid is a blessing in disguise, and she can enter her mansion with the opportunity to further compare the changes between Yuki Fujiwara in this world line and her before.

So as to solve the distrust problem and the root of her internal friction and distortion.

As time passed, the sunlight slanted down through the window, slowly moving from the head of the bed to the bed.

It wasn't until the clear bell rang that the end of get out of class rang, and Shimizu Sakiren realized that she had passed the whole physical education class unknowingly amidst the quiet sound of Sakura's writing.

Shimizu Sakiren sat up from the bed, patted her cheek lightly to dispel the laziness.

She smoothed her messy hair when she lay down, straightened her collar, put on her leather shoes, and said goodbye to Teacher Sakura, "Goodbye, Teacher, I will leave after class."

Next, I will go to the appointment and face Fujiwara Yuki.

When Shimizu Sakiren walked to Class C, there was no one there, so she took a deep breath to calm down her uneasy mood.

At this time, Fujiwara Yuki was sitting in his seat with his arms around his arms, looking at the door from time to time, chatting with the girl on duty as he wished.

The content is probably some daily life like what to eat and what to play.

The left foot stepped lightly on the ground, as if vaguely expecting something.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

"Huh? Saki Koi is here?" The golden light in Fujiwara Yuki's eyes suddenly lit up, she stood up immediately, and strode towards Shimizu Saki Koi, "Kyoko, then I will go with Saku Koi first .”

"Alright Yuxi, see you tomorrow."

After saying goodbye to Kyoko, who was cleaning the blackboard, Fujiwara Yuki enthusiastically entangled her as if meeting a close friend she hadn't seen for many years.

Encircled by her hands, the soft touch came from the arms, but Shimizu Sakiren only felt that he was wrapped around by a huge boa constrictor.

With a gentle smile, she leaned into Shimizu Sakiren's ear, and said in a low voice but forcefully:

"Put this on."

Fujiwara Yuki spread out his palms, and what caught his eye was a silver watch, with fine diamond cutting and meticulous workmanship, which looked expensive.

It's just that a round indicator light is abruptly installed on the dial where the time should be displayed.

"This is?" Shimizu Sakiren was a little puzzled, and asked her with a frown.

"The receiver of the call from the master~"

She raised her hand to show off the watch on her hand, which seemed to be the same watch as the one she gave to herself.

Fujiwara Yuki's hand was down, and with a little force, he grabbed Shimizu Sakiren's slender wrist.

After untiing the watch strap, the soft hands and leather rubbed against the skin, which was a little itchy, and went around in a circle, and finally put it on smoothly, and the size fit perfectly.

It's just that it's easy to think of the shackles that bind your hands, the shackles that restrict the freedom of life.

"Okay~" She clapped her hands happily, and then pressed the button on her right wrist watch, and then the indicator light flashed a dazzling red light like a warning ringing.

"Come to Class C to find me when it's light, do you hear me, Miss Maid~"

"..."

"Understood." Shimizu Sakiren replied after hesitation.

There is no way, the choice I made will be finished on my knees.

She touched the raised part of the watch in her hand, and suddenly thought of the unreasonable part of Fujiwara Yuki's request.

"Then what if I can't come to you during class?"

Fujiwara Yuki's smile disappeared suddenly, and he cast a sharp eye knife, "Huh? What do you call me when there is no one?"

Shimizu Sakiren closed her eyes and forced herself, and repeated it according to Fujiwara Yuki's preferences, "What if I can't come to find the master during class?"

He stuttered, his voice was like a mosquito.

Shame!

This kind of master-servant game, Shimizu Sakiren felt that the little self-esteem left in her adult almost disappeared with the sound of master.

Fujiwara Yuki, however, was very satisfied, patted Shimizu Sakiren's head, and said like comforting a puppy: "This kind of thing won't happen."

"Then, let's go with the master."

Shimizu Saki Koi followed Fujiwara Yuki's back step by step, her black hair was beautiful and smooth, fluttering lightly in her quick footsteps, faintly revealing a few traces of pleasant fragrance.

Well, Yuki Fujiwara who doesn't speak is still pretty good.

Shimizu Sakiren walked behind her for a while like this, passing through the teaching building, the school playground and the lush tree-lined path, and finally came to the archery range of the school's archery department.